This is nothing new, but.
I needed to pick up some supplies at an art store before today’s class, which required leaving earlier than I usually do; consequentially, I was running late and managed to bolt out the door without my driver’s license (which I realized in the parking lot of the art store. There was cussing involved, as well as a silent prayer that I’d drive extra-extra-carefully today to avoid getting pulled over, because I know the day I forget my license is BOUND to be the day I’m caught speeding. Or rear-ending another car. Or something).
I made it to class without incident. On the way home, I decided to park in a commuter lot, walk down a busy street, and take photos of some overpasses that I always drive under.
As I was taking this photo (hanging around graffiti, looking VERY unsuspicious I’ll wager), a car pulled over on the shoulder next to me. I walked over to it… and it turned out to be a K-9 unit. Great.
“Hi, is there a problem?” I ask.
“Well, uh, what are you doing?”
“I’m taking pictures!”
The officer seemed unconvinced.
“I’m, uh, an artist! It’s photography! Color, composition, framing…!” (…with my oh-so-sophisticated little silver Nikon.)
His partner drove up behind him a couple seconds later and joined our discussion. He was equally suspicious.
Apparently they were looking for a carjacker who was seen in the area where I had parked my car (and where I was currently trying to justify why I was hanging around overpasses).
…Miraculously, throughout this interrogation, they didn’t ask for any identification.
WHEW.
Enjoy this photo, and if the good officers to whom I mentioned that I had a photoblog of Monmouth County find this post… er… thank you and please don’t tell on me.
March 21, 2007 at 2:17 pm
you little trouble maker you! next time, try snapping a shot of the cop. there’s a pleasant conversation. nice shot! i’m quite the graffiti fan.
March 21, 2007 at 6:37 pm
graffiti will always please the pod. have you a criminal look about you j oh! see?
March 21, 2007 at 9:21 pm
The tell tale sign for fibbing is shuffling one’s feet, licking the lips, shrugging the shoulders, looking up and generally looking uncomfortable. (Occasionally, it also is defined by excessive blinking but that’s way to easy to control.) You’re guilty as sin….although in reading this, I thought at first the cop was a john.
March 21, 2007 at 11:22 pm
RD- Oh I KNOW you are a graffiti fan. You do it much better than I, though. I wanted to shoot the cops, but given the circumstances… I’m not much of a risk-taker.
Pod- Now, if only I could photograph it nicely. I don’t know about my face, but I was wearing a black trenchcoat, and those rarely scream “I’M TRUSTWORTHY.”
BDPH- I apparently don’t read your comments in order. Additionally, I felt more at ease explaining my semi-suspicious circumstances than I usually do in social situations. A sign? Probably.
March 22, 2007 at 8:38 pm
shoot them next time
go on..
March 24, 2007 at 1:17 am
I WILL.
That’ll teach the buggers not to bother me again.